Chapter 31

Chen Kong took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

A closed and turbid air came towards me, vaguely mixed with the dust and decay that had not been cleaned for a long time.

He raised his hand and fumbled on the wall for a while, and turned on the light.

The pale light tube above my head lit up, illuminating the dark room in front of me. The room was messy. The dirty clothes that had not been washed were piled up on the sofa and the ground. The floor and walls were dirty. The table was covered with untold garbage bags and takeaway boxes. The rental house, which was not big, seemed even more cramped.

The original owner does not seem to be a very self-disciplined person.

The sinking air crossed the garbage and dirty clothes stacked on the ground, opened the doors and windows of the balcony, and sent the fresh air into this stuffy space.

He seemed to be walking around the room, but the position where his eyes fell seemed to be accurate and tight forever, as if every move had been carefully considered.

But after a simple turn, Chen Kongxin almost got a sense of the original owner's image.

——Vanity, self-centered, ambitious, and low-educated level.

He sat down on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and flipped through the contacts on the phone and the chat history between the original owner and them.

Meng Mingze’s chat history can be summarized in eight words:

Farewell to flattery and please.

He seized all opportunities to climb up and racked his brains to seek all possible exposures.

There are quite a few people who are so immersed in this kind of life.

He turned off the chat software and found clips of online dramas and supporting roles on the Internet by the original lead - it was not difficult to find. The original lead saved all the shots of himself in his mobile phone favorites, and even had some marginal offline interviews.

Chen Kong lowered his eyes and watched seriously. The changes in light and shadow on the screen projected onto his face and beating in his dark pupils.

Since he decided to understand what the real purpose of this so-called three-view correction studio is, Shenkong must stay in this world as long as possible to have the opportunity to find out the truth. Therefore, he must avoid the crisis that occurred last time to prevent the system from popping him out of the timeline again.

He never did it or did his best.

It has never been easy to play and replace a person perfectly. Chen Kong has encountered tasks that require him to fully integrate into a new identity, but it basically requires training and preparation at least three months in advance, starting from the smallest details - whether it is the expression of speaking, the language of the body, the pronunciation and the stuttering of pronunciation, it is the key.

The time this time is really tight, so Shenxiao can only be imitated under limited conditions.

At this moment, a message suddenly popped up on the screen of the phone, which was sent by a man named Brother Chai:

"Mingze, have you set out for Director Wang tonight's game?"

Chen Kong remembers that Brother Chai is Meng Mingze's agent. The original owner signed a small company. An agent has a small artist with a similar situation to Meng Mingze. He rarely pays attention to his whereabouts outside his itinerary.

He paused and clicked on the chat interface between the two.

Before he could reply, he saw a new message coming from the other side:

"If you haven't set out yet, don't go. I have a good opportunity here for you. I think you have a great hope this time. I'll drive to your downstairs to pick you up. I'll call you when I'm there."

This time's attitude seems particularly enthusiastic compared to the previous chat records.

Chen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly and replied in Meng Mingze's tone:

"Okay, no problem! Thank you Brother Chai for your cultivation. I will definitely not disappoint you this time."

Twenty minutes later, Chen Kong's cell phone ringing. He answered the phone and heard the man's hypocritical and slick voice coming from the other side of the microphone:

"Mingze, I'm here, you can come down."

Chen Kong quickly walked downstairs and saw a thin middle-aged man wave to him through the car window he was rolling down.

He opened the car door and sat in.

Chai Zhi smiled eagerly and close to him: "Mingze, you are here. I will take you to a good place to meet the big guys tonight. This is a good opportunity you have been waiting for for a long time. If you are selected, there is a bright future. You have as much as the best resources in the entire entertainment industry. I have always felt that you are the last talented child I have ever brought. I only found you such a good opportunity. I don't know any other artists under my command at all."

Chen Kong's face showed a surprise expression, as if the whole face was lit up by his yearning and desire for fame and fortune:

"Really! Thank you Brother Chai!"

Immediately afterwards, he pursed his lips hesitantly, and after a while of silence, he asked with some disconfidence: "But, that... Brother Chai, can you tell me what to choose tonight? I'm ready..."

Chai Zhi looked around mysteriously, and made sure that no one was listening, then he spoke:

"Oh, don't ask too much, just know that this is related to some of the big guys above, and preparation is useless. They are not choosing according to what you are preparing. They look more at hardware conditions."

After saying this, Chai Zhi was unwilling to reveal other information anymore, so Chen Kong had to stop asking questions.

The car stopped at the door of a nightclub.

Chai Zhi and the security guard standing at the door whispered for a while, and then walked straight into the door with Chen Kong.

The decoration in the store is magnificent, and even the decorations placed in the corridor are valuable to the naked eye. The high ceiling is covered with complex platinum patterns. Chai Zhi and Shen Kong walked one after another to the straight ladder for members and pressed the button on the highest floor.

The elevator slowly rises towards the upper floors.

Chai Zhi was muttering to Chen Kong in the elevator to pay attention to the etiquette after entering. Chen Kong took a serious attitude on the surface, but in fact, he didn't listen to a word the other party said.

The elevator stopped, and the decoration on this floor was even more luxurious and glorious than the other floor, but the wall lights in the corridor were dim and soft, creating a quiet and comfortable environment. The whole corridor was quiet and there was almost no sound heard.

Chai Zhi led Chen Kong to the distance in a familiar way, stopped at the door of the private room at the end of the corridor, turned his head and lowered his voice and said to Chen Kong:

"Don't talk after you go in, just wait. Don't do it too much, do you know?"

After seeing Chen Kong nodding, Chai Zhi opened the door and pushed him in.

The light inside the door was bright enough to be almost dazzling, and Chenkong had to squint his eyes to adapt to the sudden change of light conditions.

After entering the door, he found that there were about a dozen young people who were not very different from his age. They stood in a neat row, each of whom had delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes, slender and upright figures, but they all seemed to have some strange similarity to each other.

Shenkong's expression was a bit subtle.

Because he found that Meng Mingze's face also looked a little similar to these young people.

And this similarity made him feel indescribable familiarity when he saw Meng Mingze's photos.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

At this moment, the door of the private room on the inside was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance walked in, holding a copy of the archive in his hand.

He walked slowly forward from the other end of the team, and while walking, he looked up and down the young man standing in front of him with his indifferent eyes, then lowered his head and carefully compared the file folder he was holding, and then made two cold commands:

One is qualified and the other is unqualified.

Therefore, young people who are rated as qualified will stay in the private room, while those who are rated as unqualified will turn around and leave.

As the middle-aged man approached, the number of people in the room became smaller and smaller. When he walked to Chen Kong, there were only three people left in the neatly tidy queue.

The man looked up at Chenkong, and from the beginning he had a look of surprise on his face, which had been expressionless from the beginning. Then, as if to confirm something, he lowered his head and looked at the file folder he was holding in his hand carefully, and then said in an equally unrestless tone:

"qualified."

As the middle-aged man turned around, he changed his posture without any trace, his eyes crossed the man's shoulders and threw them to the folder he had been holding in his arms.

The photo above flashes through the perspective.

Chen Kong couldn't help but be shocked.

Although it was just a simple glance, the person's appearance in the photo was clearly printed on his retina.

The hair is soft, the bones are small, and the carefully crafted eyebrows and eyes have grown. A pair of amber eyes seem to contain fragrant honey. The skin is fair, the bridge of the nose is high, and a plump lips are naturally light pink. They are born with a smile. Although they are young, they still have a little baby fat on their cheeks and do not look at all aggressive.

Although it has changed a little from his youthful appearance, Chen Kong still recognizes the identity of the man in the photo.

Ye Jinghuan.

The protagonist of this book.

Chen Kong finally knew why he felt a lingering sense of familiarity when he saw Meng Mingze's face.

Their eyebrows and faces seemed to be printed on the same mold, but they looked more secular and charming on Meng Mingze's face, and Ye Jinghuan's eyebrows were filled with a lively and vivid young yang. In addition, Meng Mingze's figure was thinner and slender, while Ye Jinghuan looked petite and soft because of his small skeleton.

Chen Kong turned his head and looked at the other young people left in the room, and his eyes slowly passed by them.

——Sure enough, there were at least one or two places on each of their faces similar to Ye Jinghuan.

Chen Kong frowned slightly, and now he finally understood Chai Zhi's words, "These people are looking at hardware conditions."

——They are selecting people who look similar to Ye Jinghuan.

But...what is it used for?

Chen Kong narrowed his eyes, and a pair of amber eyes seemed to have a dark glow.

The strange interview ended quickly, and several other young people walked out of the house one after another, walking in the air at the end.

He slowed down without a trace, then turned sideways into the bathroom next to him.

The decoration in the bathroom is as magnificent as outside. The white and smooth marble sink reflects a dazzling light under the light. The huge mirror is spotless, and the spacious and protective space division makes it impossible to see the whole picture at a glance.

Chen Kong put his hand under the faucet, and the warm water flow instantly washed down, overflowing from the edge of his palm and between his fingers, and rinsing into the sink.

He simply washed his face, then raised his head, then the bright light above his head looked at his face reflected in the mirror.

Meng Mingze's face is really nice.

With a pair of cat-like eyes, they have smooth and round lines from the corners of the eyes to the ends, slightly raised upwards at the ends, with a slightly almost charming meaning - this is also the most similar thing between Meng Mingze and Ye Jinghuan.

But his lower half of his face was almost completely different.

The jaw has a clear outline, thin and sharp lips, and there is always a kind of coldness and indifference when you don’t smile.
To be continued...